my life means nothing to anyone person I have ever considered a friend...
I miss the kinds of friends whom you could tell everything to without having to worry about who else they may tell... The friends who actually want to hang out and do stuff not just use you... I miss having true friends!!!! :'(
why do I feel like the bruised apple at the bottom of the basket that is picked up last and throwin away as soon as then next basket is braught in?
Abused, Used, and Throwin Away!!
